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Laura LaSpalutto

When Evil Walks In

When Evil Walks In 1920 1440 Laura LaSpalutto

“Idon’t want you to alarm you …” Tell me, is it possible to hear those words and not be alarmed? The pastor of the church where I would be preaching…

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True Love is a Folded Newspaper

True Love is a Folded Newspaper 2046 1534 Laura LaSpalutto

If you dare to open a newspaper, watch TV or venture into a store in the frenzied run up to Valentine’s Day, you’ve probably run the gauntlet between sublime (anything…

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The Gift Of Hope

The Gift Of Hope 1920 1440 Laura LaSpalutto

This Christmas, I’m asking for the gift of hope. I don’t mean the kind of hope we casually toss about in our everyday conversations. We say “I hope you feel…

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The Potter, The Clay, And The Stone

The Potter, The Clay, And The Stone 1920 1557 Laura LaSpalutto

The potter sits at his wheel with his ashen hands cupping a squat chunk of clay. It looks unremarkable, giving clues neither to its potential for beauty nor the obstruction…

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Anniversary

Anniversary 1920 1280 Laura LaSpalutto

Today is the anniversary of the first time I cried. I was probably hungry, or in need of a clean diaper. Perhaps it was the bright lights, the shock of…

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To Die For

To Die For 1920 1271 Laura LaSpalutto

Have you ever watched someone you love when you think they’re not looking and think, “Yes, if it would mean your happiness, if it would save your life, I’d die…

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The Flip Side

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For a few weeks in 2012, this picture was everywhere:  A New York City police officer offering a pair of boots to a homeless man.  When I saw this photo,…

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Right Thing, Wrong Reason

Right Thing, Wrong Reason 1920 1317 Laura LaSpalutto

I’ve been a writer most of my life. When I was in elementary school, I wrote in a little red diary with a gold lock and key, then graduated to…

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In God We Trust

In God We Trust 1920 1415 Laura LaSpalutto

I spent this morning in a room full of pain. It is not a space designed for comfort, physical or otherwise. The wooden benches are hard and the heat is…

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